The truth is in the earth now,
Prophecy has to be fulfilled.
The life cycle of humanity,
Can no longer be concieled.
We are in the last days,
Revelation-means to reveal
Understanding the times we are in
Puts sight, into view
The economy world-wide is crumbling
Vastly in our midst.
People are suffering, daily hardship.
The entertainment business, is losing
It's distractive ability.
They can no longer push vanity,
On those who can see.
The earth is rapidly dyeing
The trees are, no longer thriving.
The air is so polluted, our minds are cloudy
& diluted.
Gmo's have destroyed, the nurishment of
Our core.
Mans destructive ways will soon be no more!!
The politicians deceives & can no longer achieve
The promises at hand, to make one believe.
The earth is given into the hand of the wicked.
Now it's time for the wicked to receive
All the corruption, devastation & greed that has been
Placed on the innocent, lost & meek.
It is only fair to say, what you sow, is what you reap!!
Wars and rumors of war's do plague the air we breath.
There is no denying this scripture, is to be.
Religion- means to separate.
Come back to the most high.
You do not have to go to church to call on THE GREAT, I AM's NAME
If you just open your heart, the spirit will raise. For all have sinned
But can be forgiven. It is not to late. That's the promise our lord has made.
Resist all government solutions for it is a delution.
Police state enforcement is not the resolution.
Pray for our soul, as weaponry, trials & tribulations unfold.
In our lifetime we will see, the coming of our majesty.
The greatest test of faith, is the endurance of this race
TO THE END.......
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Posted: Dec 2015
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I wrote this poem to acknowledge all the prophecies coming to pass.
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I have no answers
I have no questions
I do not know
I can not tell
I am under a spell
I am dying
I am lying
I am knowing
I am going.
To see for myself
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Posted: Oct 2016
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It was a day like any other one
But somebody knew
That heaven had a miraculous plan
For me and for you.
It was so incredible
So divine
A plan to rescue
All of mankind
From the ravages of sin
That keeps them bound.
Like lost sheep they wander
Until being found..
.
.
Bound to an eternity
From the presence of God
To a place full of weeping
And gnashing and woe
A place our Heavenly father desires
That no one should go.
.
.
The plan was simple
Yet expensive in cost
To send Jesus, His son
To save all
Who are
And were lost.
To offer himself
As a sacrifice for all
By dying as a ransom
This fate he would befall.
.
.
It wouldn’t be easy
It would be a painful slow death
Lashed forty times
And nailed to a cross.
Despised and rejected
Insulted by man
Who would cry out
King of the Jews?
Save yourself –
If you can!
.
.
Hung between two thieves
On that cross
Insults were shouted
By those truly lost.
But out of his mouth
Came a loud love filled cry
Father forgive them,
For them do I die.
.
..
The veil tore in two
As he gave his last breath
And tombs were opened
As he conquered death.
The solider who had stood there
And thrust a spear
In his side
Said
Truly this was the son of God
Who has died!!
.
..
He was laid in a tomb
Freshly cut in the stone
And embalmed with fresh mixture
Of myrrh and aloes .
They laid him in linen
In that cold place
As was a custom for Jews
At that given time
It was all part of reason
And a terrible crime
.
.
.
And now Satan was in for
A tremendous great shock
Cos death couldn’t hold Jesus
Entombed in that rock.
Satan’s plan for victory
Went west pretty quick
As Jesus was stronger
Than his evil trick.
.
.
Sin had no power
No strength against him
The mighty Son of God
Our risen conquering King.
When Jesus arose
Up from the grave
Heaven rejoiced
And the Father forgave
Every sin that mankind ever knew
Past present future
Conquered forever
For me and for you.
.
.
So no more do we need
To be prisoner to its power
We can be victorious
With Christ every hour.
By accepting with a thankful heart
Of all he has done
Setting us free
That’s the eternal
Love of the Son.
.
.
All heaven knew
This was God´s amazing plan
Salvation through Jesus
The true Son of God
The true Son of Man.
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Posted: Sep 2016
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This Poem is about God's plan for us from the beginning of time til the end of time
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Author: Unknown
"Loving" "caring"ones who really only have quality time for the one they really care about!
Sincerely looking with some similarities brings the interesting differences out!
Lesson:you may have all the other disiplines experienced in your life,but if not full of The "Wholly"Spirit,you allow "other spirits" to keep you immature!
If you truly will be honest & upright for more than the moment,that's when you will come to honor & it's evident!
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Posted: Aug 2016
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Those seeking the "ideal"one can't see past the idol they have created from their own self-image which is not created from the image in which we were created to be!
The Creator shows the meek the TRUE IMAGE in HIS "MIRROR" HIS WORD!
I had to write for LOVE'S sake,cause The "LOVE LETTER" has been so proven to me!!
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Dark and Light
What is dark?
What is light?
It's a daily struggle;
A chosen path to fight.
I have both
And I'm not in fear.
I'm not easy to scare
Because My Creator is here!
What is light?
What is dark?
They are contrasting choices
Like to bite or bark.
Choose wisely, my friend
The path you take.
But whatever you do
Don't be a fake.
Light or dark;
The choice is for you.
So choose from your heart
Because it knows what to do.
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Posted: Aug 2016
About this poem:
This one was written around the end of July, 2015, during a particularly nasty internal conflict spurned from a Christian telling me that I should burn for my personal beliefs.
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Author: Unknown
It's been said I'm too fanatical,too religious for dating site!Christian Singles is a dating site,but being an "inspired temple"I,like my "reviewers" have a right to share this bright LIGHT!Wishing me good luck & happiness,while ignoring,missing Heaven's true light,stubbornly they are stuck.
Craving more of self in naughtiness & hobbies distracting them in vanity & such.
Rather we leave the "preaching" to be done in "church",there are those of us who know we ARE THE CHURCH,& the
idol-worshippers promote rebellious works!
It'S all coming to a head,where everybody is going to stay.The gates of hell will not prevail,as the meek TRUE CHURCH saves the day!
The gates of hell will
not prevail,as the meek TRUE CHURCH saves the day!
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Posted: Aug 2016
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This is about FAITH in what is true & proving It's Self in everything!
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There was a time when all thought was divine
And like the sun, I could climb
Into the stars and waltz through the universe
But along with love comes the reverse.
We must still believe in the good and why God put us here
to keep the world from collapsing and filling with fear.
Keep smiling, believing, helping, and guiding
to make this world a better place to reside in.
Give to receive
and always believe
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Posted: Aug 2016
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Your actions speak louder than my words can
you disagree so I must be silenced
I tell you that I see no great divine plan
Same old calls for hatred and Violence
to keep safe your comfortable lie
Faith requires a closed mind
The same old insults and misrepresentations
The unbeliever must die
It says in this book it’s all true
I hear pour forth from religious lips
you may believe your holy words infallible
But historical fact disproves it
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Posted: Aug 2016
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So engrossed in my book I was
I never heard him coming
Past my eyes a knife did flash
So sudden that it shook me
I must admit I jumped and screamed
Like a girlie I must have sounded
Landed back in my chair so hard
That on the floor I ended
A face so black looked down on me
And a grin with white teeth flashing
“You okay. You no worry,” he said
As a headless snake he showed me
My heart near stopped, he’d saved my life
This snake’s venom most deadly
Over and over I thanked him again
As he just kept on laughing
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
Originally written for a contest about angels
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The clock rings again
The dawn calls and then
I hear the bells ring
I hear the birds sing
Sunday still begins…
Praise God for His blessings
And also for all His testing
Before you were born
Before the daily storm
Sunday still begins…
Walking down the long lane
Trying again to forget the pain
Wondering if you’re still sane
And what, if anything, you have gained
Sunday still begins…
And so the day ends
I hope that with all your friends
You have tried to make amends
And thank God for all that He sends
Sunday still begins…
© 2013 Nigel Goodwin
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Posted: Jul 2016
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